I do Not own anything from Attack On Titan this is just a fanfiction I'm writing inspired by it. Have fun reading and comment what you think, or what needs to be fixed.

Eren's P.O.V.

  The next day my dad unlocked the door so I could eat after he left with his friends. I know what your thinking, why not just leave while he's gone? Well I've tried after the first time he beat me, I ran to Armin's house, but turned out Grisha placed a tracker INSIDE my body so I couldn't escape, and when he came to get me Armin found out. I got up and went out into the kitchen after I heard the front door close. I made a bologna sandwich, grabbed a water bottle, and a plate going back into my room. My phone went off and I got a notification.

1 Unread Message

~Blonde Banana~ Hey Eren Can we talk?

~Titan~ Sure.



Armin answered my call.

"Hey"

"H-hi" My voice cracked, being the first time I used it since last night.

"Whats wrong Eren?"

"Nothing I just woke up so my voice is weird." It wasn't a total lie because I did just wake up. I was slowly putting a shirt on so it wouldn't hurt me too much

"Oh.. Ok well how are you?" Armin's face scrunched up at first but they he relaxed

"I'm good, how are you?"

"Fine." Armin smiled. I thought of how great of a friend he is. Why is he even here for me? Why does he care? These were questions I couldn't figure out.

"ren Eren EREN?" I snapped out of my thoughts.

"What?"

"I asked if you could put your camera on."

"Oh ok." Without thinking I turned on my front screen camera. I looked at Armin and he froze. WAIT FROZE?! I looked at my self through the call. My bandages, cuts, and bruises were out on display to him.

"Eren....."

"I'm ok Armin."

"Why, why does he keep you? If he kicked you out you could come live with me."

"I know." I've asked myself this a lot. What is his reason for keeping me around if all he does is beat me and say I'm useless. I looked at the time, it was 5 o'clock Grisha doesn't get home until 6 and I still had to clean before he got home. I told Armin I had to go and we hung up. I quickly set to work starting in the living room since it was by the front door. I picked up all the beer bottles, cigarette buts, and broken glass from the night before. I then vacuumed the room and set off to the bathroom. I swept, mopped, and scrubbed the toilet. After I finished I walked into the kitchen, there was a knife on the floor so I put it next to the sink to wash it later. I swept, mopped, and dusted. There were no dishes to be done so I went back into my room.

 My phone went off as soon as I shut the door. I took it off the charger and looked at the notifications.

3 Unread Messages

~The Corporal~ Oi Brat you up?

                            Hey.

                           Answer me.

~Titan~ Hey sorry I was cleaning.

~The Corporal~ Its ok, so what are you doing now?

~Titan~ Sitting in my room, you?

~The Corporal~ Being bored as fuck.

~Titan~ Well I'm sorry

~The Corporal~ Well can you call me because my fingers hurt.

~Titan~ Ok



"Hey" His voice alone memorized me. He popped up on my phone a second later and let me tell you he was



HOT!!!

"Umm Hi."

"Can you turn your camera on too?" Remembering what happened with Armin I replied quickly

"Umm Sorry no."

"Its ok but you'll have to someday." I blushed. He wants to talk more!!

"O-Okay."

"So where do you live, Brat?"

"Shiganshina, Michigan. Its not a very big place so it isn't on the map." (Because I can)

"What really!!?? I knew you were close to me but not in the same town!"

"Same to-" I hear the front door open knowing Grisha was home.

"Hey we have to talk quietly now, I'm not suppose to be on the phone." I whispered.

"Oh ok." 

"So you said same town?"

"Yea, we live in th-" Grisha let out an angered yell. I froze, hearing his steps come closer to the room. I Quickly ended the call and threw the phone onto the bed it landed so the back was facing me on the pillow. The door slammed open, hitting the wall roughly, and denting it. Grisha stood in the door way, pissed, and hand a red substance dripping from his left hand. In his right hand was a knife. A KNIFE? It was the knife I FORGOT to take care of. The red substance in his hand was his blood. Oh shit I'm in for it. He walked over to me, you could feel the anger radiating off of him, and he shoved me against the wall opposite of the bed.

"You bastard child, worthless shit, you did this on purpose you little bitch." He screamed into my face. Grisha gripped my hair and dragged me towards my bed, picked up a long piece of the left over rope, and tied my hands to the bed post behind my back. He slowly ripped my shirt apart and threw it to the ground.

"It's your fault your mother is dead, your fault your sister is dead. It should have been you not them!"

He started carving into my chest, I screamed, and he slapped me. When he was done he moved to my arms and then my legs. My screaming had died out long ago but I was crying now. He brought the blade up to my face and cut from my ear to my chin.

"If only killing you would bring them back, but it won't"

I found my breath and anger ran threw me at those very words.

"Why Do You Keep Me Then? Why Not Throw Me To The Curb?" He laughed

"Why. Because I want you to regret being born, you will suffer everyday for killing your mother and sister. If you weren't alive they would still be here!" And with that he dug half of the knife into my left leg, enough so I could still walk, but also enough to feel massive waves of pain. Grisha stood up and left, locking the door, and walking down the hall. After I regained control of my breathe I bent my left leg, bringing my thigh closer to my hands pulling out the knife. I cut the ropes as fast as I could and stood up. Only to fall back down, I stood up again using the bed as support, and I walked into the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and saw words scribbled into my arms. I looked down and found the words;

Bitch

Worthless

Unwanted

Bastard

And what was carved into my chest shocked me, Murderer.

A/N

There we go, why do you think it was so important which way the phone landed?

Criticize any mistake I made because if I did I want to get better! And Again I do Not own anything from Attack On Titan this is just a fanfiction I'm writing inspired by it. I will have more than just Eren's P.O.V. in the next chapter. Enjoy!!